I really like this story...I hope you still have plans to continue it.
I really like this story...I hope you still have plans to continue it.
I do plan on continuing the story, I've just gotten a little caught up in school and work. I'll work on the chapter over the next few days.
Give me one firm place to stand, and I shall move the Earth...more than the 383 miles it would move anyway.
Can't get enough of your sweetness, I'm just enthralled
Ok guys here it is. Sorry for the long wait but I hear anticipation is good for erotica. :P
Anyway here it is...
There is no way to simplify love. For some, it’s merely the enjoyment of being with someone for every moment possible. For others, it’s having the special someone who can be there for you whenever you need them most. For me, the simplification of love is holding Cameron in my arms, watching him breathe deeply as he sleeps.
I woke up with a big smile on my face that morning. I felt refreshed as I found this beautiful guy in my arms, sleeping soundly. I was on my back and Cameron was lying with his head on my chest. A part of me wanted to sneak out of bed and make him his favorite breakfast; a stack of pancakes with bacon and scrambled eggs on the side. The other part of me that just wanted to lay there and watch him sleep had more control over me. His face was so beautiful and comforted; I couldn’t bear to risk waking him.
I lifted my right hand slightly to push a tuft of hair away from his face. When I put it at my side, he reached over and grabbed it to pull it back onto him.
“I thought you were asleep,” I said smiling.
“I woke up when you moved you hand,” he said groggily, “It didn’t feel right without it around me.”
He looked up at me smiling.
“Thank you,” He said, “for the best night ever.”
As he said those words he leaned in to kiss me, and my mind drifted off replaying everything we did…
I lifted up away from him and slipped my hands under his waistband. My heart was pounding at the thoughts of what I was about to do. I pulled off his boxers and slid mine off right after. I looked at his face for approval and he nodded at me. I lifted his legs up a little to expose his asshole. I couldn’t believe what I was about to do. I moved my hand up and down the back of his left leg, with each stroke, getting closer to his ass. I finally moved my hand to his hole and slid my thumb inside a little.
He clenched a little and moaned at the feeling of my thumb in his ass. I pulled it out and stuck my index finger in, slowly pushing further and further in. I looked at him again and he nodded, so I slid another finger in with it. His face was turning red so I pulled out a little.
“No,” he grunted, “Keep going.”
I pushed it back in and slowly moved them in and out. He was moaning pretty loudly already. I felt a little selfless at this point and moved my right hand up to his cock and started stroking him gently. He quivered at my touch and gave me a tortured look, so I grabbed it and started jacking him off. He was going wild at this sensation. It didn’t take very long to get him to cum. When he did he let out this long, drawn out sigh.
I leaned over to my nightstand and pulled out a box of condoms. Cameron gave me an intrigued look and I winked at him.
“Always be prepared babe,” I said.
“Ooh, can I call you my boyscout then?” he asked.
“Anything you want Superman,” I said slyly.
I slid the condom on and grabbed the bottle of lube that I had in the drawer next to it. I squirted some on my fingers and slid them back inside his asshole. He groaned at this but was pretty used to it already. I put more on my cock and poked the head at his hole.
“You ready for this Superman?” I asked.
“Ready when you are boyscout,” he said smiling at me.
“Are you sure this is what you want?” I asked, a part of me had to know.
“I’ve wanted it for too long now. Let’s go babe,” He said.
I entered him slowly and steadily pushed in. His face looked a bit strained so I tried to take it slow. He started to ease up a bit so I started to push in harder. Soon, I was all the way in with nothing left to do but fuck. I had his legs on my shoulders as I pulled out slightly and pushed back in. He moaned. I thrust again, and he moaned louder.
Soon we had created a good motion together at a comfortable speed. He moved his legs off my shoulders and wrapped them around my waist, almost as if to pull me in harder. He grabbed my neck and pulled me into a deep kiss as I made my final thrusts.
“Don’t…cum yet…” He moaned, “Pull…out.”
I did as I was told and he sat up, pulled off my condom and motioned me to cum. I splattered all over his body. His chest was covered with my cum. Some even got on his face and in his hair. After my last spurt, he returned the favor and came all over my chest.
He and I collapsed on the bed lying next to each other, panting. Our breathing eventually slowed down and we couldn’t take our eyes off each other. He eventually started laughing.
“What’s so funny?” I asked.
“You’re a mess,” he said giggling.
“Well so are you cumface!” I said with a cocky attitude.
“Hmm yeah but I’m your cumface,” He said, still laughing.
“That’s true,” I said as I leaned in to kiss him, “Come on, lets go wash up.”
I led him into the bathroom and started to run the water in the tub. When it filled up I got in and he got in and cuddled into me. With a cloth that was laying on the side of the tub, I washed him off and gently scrubbed him, all the while kissing his neck and rubbing my cock into his ass under the water.
When we were both cleaned off we just sat there for a while. I held him in the warm water and kissed his neck gently. I never wanted to be apart from this guy ever again, but I knew that when school rolled around again, I would have to leave him behind. I made a silent oath to myself to spend as much time as I possibly could with him until then.
We got out of the tub and put some clothes on. Granted it was just our underwear and a couple clean t-shirts, but clothes nonetheless. I made the spaghetti and meatballs for dinner, with many obscene gestures and comments about my meatballs. We watched a movie and by the end of it, Cameron was falling asleep in my arms. I guided him into my bedroom and set him in my bed, and went out to make sure my parents wouldn’t walk in on us when they got home, or in the morning. I left a note saying that Cameron was staying the night and we were both really exhausted from finals, and not to wake us in the morning.
Cameron and I spent almost every night together. We couldn’t keep our hands off of each other. He was a little slut, and I challenge anyone to say “No” to his beautiful eyes. Every day was so exciting. But one day, about a week after Christmas, everything changed.
Give me one firm place to stand, and I shall move the Earth...more than the 383 miles it would move anyway.
Love the story. Very hot chapter. Mark me down as one very hard reader.
"Reading should be easy. Only the reader should be hard." -- hardreader
I enjoyed it. Looking forward to the next part.
Oh no I hate change! :-P
Oh Dear!! What is going to happen after Christmas?
keep going pleaseeeeeeeee!
Ok guys. The next chapter is broken into three parts. I will post part one tomorrow as a Halloween present to you boys. Parts 2 and 3 will come soon. Part 1 is short but "fun" to read
Give me one firm place to stand, and I shall move the Earth...more than the 383 miles it would move anyway.
I finally caught up with the story. Now I am waiting for the continuation. Keep posting.
Ok boys, here's the next chapter.
About a week before Christmas, Cameron and I made plans to spend a whole day together. We decided to make it the day after Christmas, since we both had obligations to spend Christmas day with out families. Cameron also came up with the idea, that it would be even better if we didn’t see each other until that day.
“I don’t know if I can make it that long,” I said hugging him.
“Well that’s the idea,” he said smiling, “to make you want me so much that it drives you crazy.”
“Oh, well in that case,” I said moving my hands down to his ass, “you’d better be ready when I get my hands on this beautiful butt of yours again.”
“You know I will be,” he said, “but will you?”
A devilish smile crept onto his face and he clenched his ass in my hands.
“Oh you are pure evil,” I said.
Christmas was a little depressing for me. Not only because I couldn’t spend it with Cameron, but also because it was the first Christmas without Alexis A few people were still being sympathetic, but most just acted like nothing had changed. It made me sad to think that I wouldn’t have another normal Christmas again, but also made me wonder if having Cam made that such a bad thing.
It was difficult for me to get to sleep that night. I stared at my ceiling all night thinking about Cameron, and wishing I was with him. I don’t remember when I eventually went to sleep, but I was woken up by a kiss on my forehead. I looked up and saw Cam smiling at me.
“Good morning beautiful,” he said.
“How’d you get in?” I asked.
“Your parents were leaving when I came over. They asked me to wake you up,” he said.
“Where’d they go?”
“They said they were going out to your aunt’s house to drop off the dishes she left here last night,” he said.
“Oh ok. Well what do we have planned for today?” I asked.
He fell into bed with me and wrapped himself with my arms.
“Well first, you’re gonna take a shower,” he said smiling, “and then, we’re going to go out to breakfast.”
“Ah, and after breakfast?”
“We’ll go into town and see a movie, or go to the mall, or get a hotel room,” he said with that devilish smile on his face.
“I think that last option sounds very enticing…” I said.
“But I think it would be best saved for tonight,” I said.
I gave him a little wink and kissed him.
“Come on,” he said, “let’s take a shower.”
“Fine by me superman,” I said.
We slowly undressed ourselves and stepped into the shower. I felt my way around his body with a bar of soap in my hand, and he did the same with me. I felt his right hand go down my chest, to my waist, and between my legs. He fondled my balls while his left hand made its way down my back. He slipped his fingers into my ass and started rubbing at my hole. I moaned a little and looked into his eyes.
“Practice,” he said.
I nodded and kissed him. He proceeded to rub my hole, but refused to do more. He wanted me to beg for it, but I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. I pretended that it wasn’t driving me crazy, and attempted to throw him over the edge. I got down on my knees and brought my mouth close to his cock. I took it in my left hand and started to stroke it lightly. I lifted my right hand between his legs up to his hole and started rubbing it the way he rubbed mine. I felt him begin to shiver, so I started to lightly blow on his cock. It wasn’t long till he broke.
“Stop it, stop. I’m gonna cum!” He said.
“Ha, I win superman,” I said smiling.
“Yeah well, that was just round one Joshy boy,” he said, glaring at me.
When we were both dressed, we walked out to Cameron’s car. We drove into town get some breakfast at the Ihop. I never let go of his hand through the entire drive. I felt warm whenever his hand touched mine. I felt safe whenever I was with him, and I never expected him to say what he said next.
“I want to tell our parents.”
Great to have the new chapter. You make it as enticing as always. However, coming out may be scary... Necessary, probably, but scary.
Just finished the second part.
Here you go boys. This one's a bit longer.
“You… you wanna what?” I asked.
“I want to tell our parents about us,” he said.
“Are you serious? Do you have any idea what my parents would say if they knew their only chance for grandchildren now…was gay?”
“Yeah…you’re right,” he said. It was obvious he was upset.
“We could tell your parents if you want, I’m just not ready to tell mine,” I said.
He gave me a half hearted smile and continued to drive.
“Pull over for a minute,” I said.
“Just pull over.”
We got out of the car and I started smiling at him.
“What’s up Josh?” he asked.
“I know we were going to wait until tonight to exchange gifts, but…”
I pulled a box out of my pocket and handed it to him.
“It’s nothing big but…I thought you would like it,” I said smiling.
He opened the box and smiled at me.
“Yeah,” I said.
He kissed me as both of our minds connected for a moment and flew back to the night of our first date.
Cameron picked up his pants after I hung up my cell phone. He noticed tears in my eyes and stood up.
“What’s wrong Josh?” he asked.
“Alexis is dead,” I said.
“What?!” he asked.
I couldn’t say anything more. My heart sunk down into my stomach. He grabbed me and hugged me. I wanted to cry in his arms, but a part of me just needed to be home. He drove me to my house and walked me into my room where we sat on my bed. He held me and let me cry on his shoulder.
“I left my phone in my car. I’d better go get it in case my mom calls me,” he said.
I lay down onto my pillows and just stared at the wall, trying my hardest not to cry until Cameron came back. It felt like forever before he walked back through my door. He had something in his hand when he walked in. He came over and sat on the bed as I sat up.
“I saw this on the ground next to my car. I figured I should give it to you,” he said.
He dropped a flat rock that was shaped like a heart into my hand. I clutched it and dove back into his chest to cry some more. It wasn’t long before I had fallen asleep. I woke up alone in my room with the rock sitting on my nightstand. Underneath it was a piece of paper.
I’m sorry I had to leave while you were sleeping. My mom called and told me to come home. My heart is yours as long as you have this. I will always love you. If you need ANYTHING, please call me.
“My heart is yours, as long as you have this,” I said.
He pulled the rock out of the box. I had put a string through it to make it a necklace. He put it around his neck and kissed me.
“I can’t believe you kept this,” he said.
“You told me to babe,” I said smiling.
He kissed me again as we got in the car. The rest of the day was the most fun I'd had in a while. We shared a plate of pancakes and sausage, went to see a movie, played at the arcade, and had lunch at my favorite restaurant. The hours flew by fast. It wasn’t long until we were at the hotel room I had reserved for us.
Cameron had gone into the bathroom and I was laying on one of the beds, watching T.V. When he came out he was wearing nothing but silk boxers. He had wet a washcloth and rubbed his torso with it to make his chest and abs glisten in the light.
“You are such an evil, seductive little bottom,” I said.
“Always have been, always will be Joshy boy,” he said.
He walked slowly over towards me and sat on my lap. I reached my hands up to his back, but he slapped them away.
“You’re not supposed to touch yet,” he said.
I just looked at him with sad puppy eyes. He smiled at me and put my hands behind my back. He pushed me onto my back on the bed and pulled up my shirt. I felt his tongue glide up my stomach from my waistband to my chest. As he did this, there was only one thing on my mind, and I still kick myself for breaking this moment.
“Cam…” I said, stopping him.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“Were you serious about telling our parents? Do you really want to come out to them?” I asked.
“If it means being with you without sneaking around, I want to tell everyone about us Josh,” he said.
“That’s sweet, Cam. It really is, but…”
“But…what?” He asked.
“I just don’t think I can tell anyone yet. It has nothing to do with you, or us, or what I want us to be. I love you and nothing will change that,” I said.
“Well then why don’t you want to tell anyone?” he asked.
“Because I told Alexis the night before she died.”
I walked in the door to find Alexis on the couch watching T.V. I had no real intention of telling her what had just happened between Cameron and I, but I felt the need to get it off my chest, and I figured it may as well be my own twin.
“Hey you,” she said as I sat down next to her, “you disappeared after the ceremony. I looked all over for Cameron but he was gone too.”
“Yeah we kinda took off right afterwards,” I said.
“Well you coulda told me, I’d have gone with you guys,” she said lightly hitting my shoulder.
“No, you wouldn’t have,” I said under my breath.
“What?” she asked.
“Oh…Alright,” she said.
“No, no it wasn’t nothing. Alexis, there’s something I need to tell you,” I said, “Cameron and I disappeared because he wanted me to meet him at his house right after.”
“Why?” she asked.
“Because…he wanted…to know how I would react…”
“React to what?” she asked looking me deep in the eye.
There was a long pause between us.
“C’mon Josh out with it!” she said.
“He wanted to know how I would react to him being in love with me!” I said.
Once those words escaped my lips, Alexis froze. She stared at me in disbelief for what seemed like forever.
"What?" she asked.
"He loves me...and I love him," I said, more firmly this time.
She stood from the couch and walked out of the room.
“So what happened, Josh?” Cameron asked.
“She was quiet for a while. Mostly in shock. She wouldn’t talk to me all night. She hardly even looked at me all day. I think she was ashamed of who I turned out to be,” I said as I broke out into tears.
Cameron sat down next to me and held me in his arms.
“Josh…you can’t think like that. Alexis could never be ashamed of you and even if she could, she cared too much about you to give you the silent treatment,” he said.
“I just…don’t know what to think. The only thing I can think of is that I never got a chance to know if she was ok with it. And I don’t want to risk that with my parents,” I said.
“It’s ok,” he said, “But can we at least tell my parents?”
“If you need to,” I said.
“Can we do it tonight then?”
Thanks. Keep it going. I'm enjoying the story.
This is getting intense, INC. I know down deep that Alexis would have approved but was unable to express it before her death. Tell me that's true...I'm such a softy...lol
I'm still with you as you weave from past to present. But I do hope you don't interrupt the boys' night of pleasure too much more. I think they're both probably horned up and ready to go by now.
"Reading should be easy. Only the reader should be hard." -- hardreader
thanks for a great read.
great story! i'm hooked keep it comin
Thanks, great stuff !!
How will the parents react ??
Wonderful story so far.. how long till the next update? Im hooked!
great story... I can't wait for the next chapter
Finally I get some free time. What with school, work, and reading the movie inspired Twilight series, I finally have the inspiration to continue my story.
I gazed at Cameron in shock. I knew he wanted to tell his parents about us, but tonight? Was that even logical?
"Are...are you serious?" I asked when I finally shook off his surprise.
"Never been more serious in my life," He said.
"Tonight?" I asked again.
"Josh, I love you. I love you more than words can describe. The only way I can truly show how much I love you, is to tell everyone else," He said.
I couldn't believe what he was asking of me. I was terrified about the ramifications that telling his family would bring. I couldn't begin to understand why he wanted it so much. The only thing I could understand, was that he did want it. Doing this would make him happy, and ever since I fell for him, all I have wanted was to make him happy. I didn't care what happened...
We drove into his driveway and lingered there for a moment. My hands, though I had held them against the heater, were ice cold. I felt like someone had chopped my hands off, stuck them in a freezer for a month, and then sewed them back onto my wrists. I looked up from my hands and realized Cameron was staring at me.
"What?" I giggled.
"Just...appreciating the view while it lasts," he said.
"What do you mean 'while it lasts'?" I asked.
"Well...you're going to leave me soon. Sooner than I would like. I won't see you for months," he grabbed my hands and gasped, "Josh...your hands. They're so cold..." he mumbled.
"Nervous I guess," I said.
"We don't have to do this," He told me, gripping my hands tighter, "We can turn around right now and forget about this."
"No! No I want to do this. I want to do this for you," I said, squeezing his hands back.
He smiled at me and pulled my left hand up and kissed the back of it. This sent my heart into overdrive and is tried to leap out of my chest. He obviously felt the change in my pulse since he did the same with the other hand, letting his lips stay a little bit longer this time.
"You are truly evil," I said with a sigh.
"Why's that?" he asked smiling.
"You tempt me more than the Devil himself ever could," I said, returning his smile.
Cameron did nothing more. He opened the door and hopped out of the car. I saw him gracefully stroll around the front of the car to open my door and hold his hand out to me. I took his hand and stepped out of the car into his arms. I inhaled his scent as he embraced me tightly.
"The safest place in the world," I commented.
He released me and led the way to his front door. We walked in to meet his parents sitting on the couch in the living room watching a rerun of Law and Order. I stared blankly into their faces when they looked up and noticed that Cameron was hanging onto my hand for dear life.
His mother looked tense, and his father looked directly at me with an eyebrow raised.
"Mom...Dad...I need to tell you something," he said.
"Save your breath Cameron," his mom, Coral, said.
"We know what you need to say and don't sweat it, we know," his dad, Victor, said calmly.
Their faces loosened and gave us looks of approval.
"But...how?" he asked.
"Well you weren't very discrete about your excitement when Josh came home and let's face it, you were inconsolably sad when he left. We put 2 and 2 together," Coral said.
Cameron blushed lightly. He looked so cute when he blushed. A look of pure innocence to me.
"We aren't as stupid as we let on," Victor said with a chuckle.
He beamed at their acceptance as they returned to their show. He started leading me towards the hallway to his bedroom when Victor cleared his throat and said, "Although, we would like a quick word with Josh. If you don't mind that is," he said, looking at Cameron.
"Of course," he said, "I'll be in my room Josh."
I sat down on the recliner to the left of the couch and waited for the warning.
"Now we aren't going to pretend that this doesn't bother us at least a little bit," Coral started.
"But we also know how happy you have made our son," Victor continued.
"We just want you to know, whatever your intentions are with Cameron, if it's anything less than what he wants, please be straight with him," Coral finished.
She winced at the word "straight" and looked like she offended me. Her faced looked apologetic, but I raised my hand to flag her down.
"I'll have you know, I am very much in love with your son. I wouldn't dream of hurting him," I said.
They looked pleased at what I said and waved me along. I couldn't help but be excited as I walked down the long hallway to Cameron, anxious for what I would find....
Awww...glad it went well for the happy couple!
Great chapter! Now, INC, stop reading about vampires and get on with this enjoyable romance....lol
Strange how parents know before they are told, but then again, if they weren't aware of their children they wouldn't be very good parents.
I like how you described the coldness of Josh's hands... I have felt that way, but never been able to describe it. Nerves can do odd things to a person.
Looking forward to more.
nice new chapter!
this story is amazing i can't wait for the next chapter
I walked down the hallway to Cameron’s bedroom. Though I had been there before, it felt as though I were walking in there for the first time. The aroma of the room smelt amazing as I stepped through the doorway. It smelled like chocolate and roses with a little of Cameron’s natural scent mixed in – pure bliss.
He lay on his side on the bed, facing away from me, in nothing but a pair of dark blue boxer briefs. I recognized these as the ones he wore whenever he stayed over at my house, as if he was saying that he wanted something to happen every time.
“Lock the door behind you,” he whispered. His voice sounded like an angel would.
I turned the lock on the doorknob after I had shut it and walked anxiously towards the bed – and my love. I pulled my shirt over my head and unbuckled my pants, letting them drop to the floor as I kicked off my shoes. I slid gracefully onto the bed and pressed myself into him, putting my right arm around his body and my left in his hair as I kissed the back of his neck. His pulse began to race as his breathing sped up in response to the touching. I licked his ear lightly and he moaned silently.
“And you said I was evil,” he whispered.
I laughed a small laugh at him and began rubbing his shoulder with my left hand.
“Sit up,” I told him.
He moved up, still facing away from me. I pushed him over to the edge of the bed and stood up on my knees. I glanced around and saw a bottle of lotion on his nightstand. He felt me move slightly to reach for it and snatched it up to hand to me. I lightly rubbed a small drop into my hands and began massaging his shoulders. He seemed to like it – though he could have been responding to the feeling of my cock grinding into his back – because he let out an even more passionate moan.
He grabbed my hands and did a slight spin under them to push me onto my back and hover over me. His eyes pierced into mine with a white-hot intensity that almost made my heart jump out of my chest.
“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for you,” he told me.
“I have an idea,” I said with a grin.
“No…I mean my entire life I’ve been searching for meaning. I want to spend the rest of my existence taking care of you Joshua,” he said.
Joshua? That was a first. Even when we were just best friends he never used my full first name on me, not even jokingly. I liked it. I felt more dignified.
“Call me that from now on,” I said.
“What?” he asked.
“Joshua. I liked it,” I said smiling.
He lightly pressed his lips against mine for a moment, and then lifted his head up again.
“You are my life now,” he said with a mix of love, agony, and helplessness in his face.
“Stop quoting vampire books you nerd!” I said.
“Damn, you caught me. But I mean it. No matter what happens, no matter where I go, I will only live for you, with you, and through you. When you die, I die. I could not live in a world where you don’t exist. I love you more than my own life,” He said.
Tears were welling up in my eyes. I would like to say the same for Cameron but my vision was too blurred. I pulled his face back into mine and kissed him with all my strength, not wanting to let go. He was mine now. No one could tear us apart, not even the possibility that my parents would not accept us.
I lowered my hands to his back. He shuddered, but not because of pleasure. He looked at me in horror when I did it, and I realized that my hands were inexplicably cold again. Cameron leaned off of me and I sat up, bringing my hands up towards my face. I stared at them with a hint of fear in my eyes. What is going on? I thought.
As if to attempt in answering my question, Cameron felt my wrists. There was a huge lump in each of my wrists that seared with pain, bringing a burn into my hands. He looked concerned at me. Without even exchanging a word with each other, we put our clothes back on and went out to show Victor and Carol.
Damn. I thought.
Interesting chapter. Hope all turns out well for both of them. Anxiously waiting for more.
I love this story please continue.
This is really quite a twist. I am not sure where it is going, but I love it. I'm glad you derived some inspiration from the Twilight stories. Hopefully you won't keep us in the dark too long.
Hey boys I'm back.
Got a new chapter of my story, hope you like it.
I don’t remember much of what happened after Cameron and I left his bedroom. The hallway started spinning and my head felt like it was on fire. I couldn’t breathe and everything went dark. The one thing I do remember is hearing Cameron’s voice constantly calling out to me from the darkness.
I woke up after what felt like minutes and opened my eyes to a very bright hospital room. There were tubes around my face feeding me oxygen and an IV drip in my right hand. My head felt like a giant elephant was standing on it. I looked around the room without lifting my head up and didn’t see anything. But I felt something on my chest. I looked down and saw Cameron sitting in a chair next to my bed sleeping and using my chest as a pillow. I lifted my left hand and rested it on his head.
“Wake up sleepy head,” I said in a strained voice.
“Thank God you’re awake,” he said without moving his head. His face was away from me but he sounded so tired.
“You sound level 10 exhausted,” I said to him as I moved my hand to his shoulder.
“You should see me,” he said with a chuckle.
He turned to look at me and propped his head up on his hand. His face was so beautiful and his smile made my heart skip a beat.
“Yeah you look like ass too,” I said, returning his smile.
He smiled even wider and hit my arm with his free hand. In a matter of seconds his smile disappeared. The hand he hit me with stayed on my arm. I had never seen someone go from looking so tired, to so happy, to so sad in such a short amount of time. I could tell he had probably stayed awake as long as his body would allow him to.
“How long was I out?” I asked.
“About 35 hours,” he said. “When you passed out in the hallway my dad helped me take you to the hospital while my mom called your parents. When we got here the doctor inspected you for like two minutes until he made us leave the room.”
“What happened?” I asked.
“You had two Ganglion Cysts in your wrists. They had to remove them surgically,” he said.
“Ouch…” I said.
“You really scared me Josh,” he said.
“It’s ok. I’m ok buddy,” I said. I pulled him up into my arms. “I told you, I’m never leaving you.”
The last week I was in town was amazing. I stayed with Cameron all week and let him take care of me. I wasn’t supposed to do any strenuous activity for a while, so Cameron did everything for me. He cooked for me, helped me shower (I especially liked that part), and gave me several massages. For everything he did for me, I loved him more and more. But we both knew that once this week was over, so were we. I would have to fly back to school and be away from him for 5 more months. Neither of us wanted to admit it, though I was sure we were both feeling it, but we were afraid. Not of being apart, but of the other finding someone else to be with. I suspected Cameron thought this because of how tightly he held on to me, how loving he was to me, and how much he was willing to do for me.************
But this was my last night in town. We had amazing plans for this night. We went to have dinner at the fanciest restaurant in town, dessert in the town village, and we were on our way back to his house for more dessert. I was so nervous all night. This was the moment we had been attempting to have for so long, and it was almost here. My heart was struggling to jump out of my chest when we pulled into his garage.
The moment we were in the door I felt his arms around my waist. I didn’t want him to let go of me but I wanted what was coming next even more. I turned around and met his gaze. There were all sorts of questions in his eyes, but I reassured him with a kiss on the forehead and a brush of my hand on his cheek.
We walked down the hallway, Cameron locked in my arms. When we went into his bedroom, we both lay down on the bed and just sat there for a little while. I turned to my side and took my right hand and began running my fingers along his torso. I brought my fingers down to the hemline of his shirt and moved in to kiss him. Our lips locked in our most passionate kiss yet. I pulled his shirt up a little and moved down to kiss his stomach. The light brown hairs around his belly button grazed my lips. I was about to go further but he sat up.
“Before we get too into this,” he said, “there’s something I need to say to you.”
“What’s up buddy?” I asked a little exasperated.
“Well…I don’t want you to get mad at me…” he said.
I put my hand on his shoulder for reassurance. I was almost afraid this was going to be the “past partners” talk.
“Well…I know you’re leaving tomorrow. I’ve been dreading this day for the past 4 weeks. Ever since you walked back into my life I’ve been dreading the day that I have to watch you walk out again. And…I can’t be with you if I have to keep doing that,” he said.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. He was breaking up with me? Right before we were about to have the night we had been trying so hard to have for so long?
“It hurts me too much to watch you get on that plane,” he said.
I couldn’t believe this. He didn’t seem to have any emotion in his voice. He wasn’t sad, angry, or even happy. He was just talking as if it was about anything mundane. I couldn’t look at his face. I didn’t want him to see the tears welling up in my eyes. I looked down at my hands and waited for him to finish so I could leave.
“So I was thinking, maybe I wouldn’t have to watch you get on it this time,” he said.
This confused me. He sounded hopeful. Almost as if he had asked my permission for something. I looked up at him with a clear look of confusion covering my face. I sniffled a little from crying and tried to make sense of this.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Well, what if…instead of watching you get on that plane…I got on it with you?” he asked smiling.
I was bewildered. I didn’t know what to say. He wanted to follow me? My tears instantly disappeared and a smile stretched across my face. My heart swelled up inside my chest and almost jumped out of my mouth.
“Are you serious?” I asked, almost laughing, “You want to go with me?”
“Yeah! I don’t want to be apart from you-.”
I cut him off midsentence with a kiss twice as intense as the one before. I realized that he wanted to make this night even more special. He had made me so happy in just a short amount of time that I lost complete control of myself. My hands went around his waist and pulled his shirt up and off of him. He did the same to me and pushed me onto my back. He slowly moved down my torso kissing every inch of my chest.
He stopped at my belly button and grazed his fingers against the soft part of my stomach. I left out a shudder from his ghostly touch and slapped his arm.
“Don’t be a prick Cam,” I said with a glare.
He just smiled an evil little grin and moved his hands to my belt. He unhooked the belt and unbuttoned my jeans. He teased me a little with his tongue and licked the skin just above the waistband of my boxers. That’s when I got annoyed. I sat up and threw him onto his back and pinned him down. I leaned in and started kissing his neck while I held his hands at the sides of his head. I moved down to his chest and started nibbling on his left nipple, then the right, and kissed my way down to his waist.
He wasn’t wearing a belt so this made my objective much easier. I pulled the button apart and pulled the zipper down with my teeth. He was wearing those blue boxer-briefs I loved. Suddenly, I became very aware of how hard my cock was. Maybe it was seeing those boxers, or maybe it was noticing his cock, but it was raging inside my jeans. I released his hands and pushed his jeans off so that he was left in just his socks, the boxer-briefs and the necklace I bought for him for taking such good care of me.
I leaned down and put my lips beside his ear to whisper “I hope your ass is ready Superman, cause I’m about to mark what’s mine.” I pulled off my jeans and boxers and let my cock free. I then grabbed him by the waist and pulled him up and gently moved him and let him down so his head was on the pillows. Then I pushed his underwear off with my right hand and rubbed his left thigh with my left hand.
I sat up and pushed his legs apart and around my hips. I leaned in to kiss him again. From that kiss, I could tell that he was ready, that he wanted this as much as I did, and that he was forever mine, and I was forever his. I pushed my cock into his hole slowly. It felt so good to finally do it. I had wanted him for so long and this moment had been put off for even longer. It felt right and he squeezed his ass around my cock to assure me that it did for him as well.
Slowly, I fucked his perfect ass, never breaking our amazing kiss. Neither me nor Cameron ever touched his dick and in ten minutes he had cum twice all over both of us. I was nearing my orgasm and sped up my thrusts when he came again. I pressed our bodies together and pushed myself as far as I could inside of him.
I pumped him full of cum and moaned passionately into his ear. I collapsed over him, and fell to his left side.
“That was better than I ever imagined, Josh,” he said between his gasps for air.
I didn’t want to say anything that would spoil this moment. So I brushed my hand against his cheek and kissed him again.
“It was perfect Superman,” I said.
“We should go get cleaned up,” He said as he laughed at how messy we were.
We walked down the hallway to the bathroom. I started the bathwater as he grabbed a couple towels. I filled the water with the bubbles I found under the sink and lit one of the candles on the counter. I flicked off the lights and got into the water. When he came inside I could see him smiling at me.
“You’re such a romantic asshole,” he said.
“Only for you baby,” I said in a deep voice.
He walked slowly over to the bath with such grace I could have sworn he was floating. He got into the water and cuddled up against me. I grabbed one of the washcloths off the side of the tub and began to clean him off.
“What if I were to say that I didn’t want you to come with me?” I asked.
He turned his head and stared at me. I could tell from the look of rejection on his face that he felt exactly the way I did just a little while ago.
“Why not?” he asked. His voice cracked a little like he was on the verge of tears.
“Because I want to stay here with you,” I said.
“No,” he said sternly, “You can’t just drop everything and move back here because of me.”
“And you can’t just drop everything and move out there because of me,” I said.
“Yes I can,” he said.
I wrapped my arms around his stomach and he grabbed hold of them, tightening my hold on him, as if to make sure I didn’t let go.
“After…my injuries…I knew that my dreams were over, done with. I’ve made peace with that now. But you…you still have your dreams. You could be one of the most famous writers in history. I will not let you abandon that dream. You need to follow it. And I’ll follow you wherever your dream takes you,” he said.
“Do you know how much I love you?” I asked.
“I have an idea,” he said happily.
“No, you don’t. With everything you do for me, I love you even more. I can never find the right way to show you exactly how much I need you,” I said.
“I love you, too,” he said. He squeezed my arms tighter.
“Forever and always,” I said.
great as always
Wow. Totally worth the wait!!!!
I knew you wouldn't leave us hanging! What a warm and wonderful chapter. There are so many ways it could have gone, but this was another sweet twist. Thank you. I hope it isn't over. Maybe a little update every-so-oftern....please...
A long wait, but a wonderful ending. Thanks for not forgetting us.
"Reading should be easy. Only the reader should be hard." -- hardreader
Of course I didn't forget you boys!
I've just been really busy, but I'm getting more free time now so, here's another chapter!
Unfortunately, Cameron was not able to get on the plane with me. My flight was sold out and the next flight out was in two days. He decided to pack all his stuff into his car and drive there. This way, he would be there in less than one day. It was short enough so that we weren’t apart for more than 24 hours, and long enough for me to rent out one of the many available apartments near campus for us. I had a job in the campus bookstore so I had plenty of money to spare, and Cameron had enough money from working at the video store in his savings account for us to survive.
The flight felt so long without Cameron with me. I let my thoughts drift off to the night before and remembered the feeling of his ass around my cock. I couldn’t wait to have him all to myself again. No parents, no interruptions, just us.
When I landed I called him right away.
“Hey buddy, my plane didn’t explode midair so you can unclench your jaw,” I said.
“Ha, very funny asshole. Listen I just finished packing up the car. I’ll be leaving in twenty minutes. See you in the morning!” he said.
“Love you babe,” I whispered.
“Love you too. See you soon,” he said.
And with that, I was off. My friend from my Bio class last semester picked me up from the airport. Her name was Brooke Jensen, and she was my best friend at school. We made sure that we shared a class together this semester when we were signing up and we decided on Creative Writing. She was also the only person, besides Cameron and his parents, who knew I was gay.
When I got into her car I was surprised to see two people in the back seat. One was a redheaded girl with a very perfect body, almost like it was sculpted from stone. The other was a very attractive blonde guy who had very short, but messy hair.
“Hey Josh! This is Rachel and her brother Mark. Their flight came in about an hour before yours so I promised I’d pick them up too,” Brooke said.
“Hmm…he’s cute,” Rachel said.
“Sorry Barbie, he’s not interested in you,” Brooke said.
“Too bad, he looks yummy,” Rachel said as she narrowed her eyes with a big grin on her face.
“Your brother however, he might be interested in.”
“Brooke!” I yelled.
“Oh…you play for team rainbow, I get it,” Rachel said.
“It’s ok Josh, there’s no need to get upset. We’re all friends here,” Brooke said.
I couldn’t believe that in just a matter of seconds, I came out to two complete strangers without even saying a word to them. I was silent for the rest of the ride back to town. I could feel Mark’s eyes piercing me through the seat, and it made me feel very uncomfortable.
We stopped at the apartment complex that was just a few blocks away from the campus and that’s when I learned that Rachel and Mark lived here just a couple doors down from Brooke and her roommate Shelley. Brooke and Rachel went upstairs, but Mark stayed with me while I went to the front desk to rent out a one room apartment.
“Not expecting any roommates anytime soon?” he asked.
“Yeah actually, my boyfriend is coming down tomorrow and we’re going to live here together,” I said. As I said these words I got a knot in my stomach. I had never said the word “boyfriend” to anyone but Cameron.
“Boyfriend?” he asked.
“Yeah,” I said smiling.
“Damn…first gay guy I meet here and he’s taken,” Mark said with a sigh.
“Yeah, sorry,” I said with a grin.
He walked me upstairs and to the door of my new apartment. It was pre-furnished but it didn’t look very nice. Just a three seated couch that looked like ass, a pitiful little TV, a tiny kitchen table with a snot colored fridge, and a couple of counters and a sink.
“Wow, they really don’t create an image do they?” I asked.
“Well, it’s just supposed to be until you get your own stuff. They store it all in the basement until someone moves out,” Mark said.
“Yeah, well Cameron is bringing all our stuff up with him,” I said.
“When will he be here?” he asked.
“Sometime tomorrow afternoon or something. I still can’t believe he’s coming,” I said.
“You sound really in love with him,” he said.
“I am,” I told him, “More than anything in this world.”
Mark left shortly after he helped me unpack my bags. It would be nice to have another gay guy around besides Cameron, for both of us. It wasn’t long until there was a knock on my door. It was around 6 the last time I looked at the clock. I opened the door and Rachel was standing on the other side.
“Hey sexy,” she said with a grin.
“Hey,” I said awkwardly.
“Hey listen, sorry about what I said earlier. I didn’t mean to make Brooke out you,” she said.
“It’s ok, I’m ok with it,” I said.
“Good, cause I have a proposition for you,” she said.
“Shoot,” I said.
“Well, Mark is being a total killjoy and won’t go out with me tonight. Wanna go to the bar with me?” she asked.
“Hmm, Alcohol and company sounds perfect for this night,” I said.
We walked down to the local bars. Rachel had taken the liberty of making us a couple fake ID cards so we got a few drinks. A few drinks turned into 10. 10 drinks turned into a blur. The only thing I remember is Rachel walking me to the apartment door hugging me goodnight. I stumbled into the back to the bedroom and fell onto the bed. I let out a very loud sigh and was about to fall asleep until the light came on. I turned over and saw Mark sit up and glare at me.
“Josh…what are you doing here?” he said sleepily.
“Uhm, Rachel let me in?” I said drunkenly. “I’m so sorry I thought this was my apartment. Rachel walked me to the door and I didn’t even think to check. I’m so sorry.”
“Hey, hey, hey, it’s ok man. Come on, I walk you home,” he said.
He helped me up, down the hallway, into my apartment, and back to the bedroom. I remember watching him leave, and then just in case, I jumped up and locked the door. Then went to the crappy bed and passed out.
I woke to my phone buzzing in my jeans. I guess I never changed before I passed out. My head felt horrible. I was hoping that my phone was going off because Cameron was calling me, but it was just my alarm. I got up, got dressed, and went out to get some coffee. I ran into Rachel in the hallway.
“Hey Drunken Beauty!” she said, “How was last night?”
“About as fun as having a giant elephant stand on your head,” I said.
“Yeah you drank a lot,” she said with a smile.
“Says the girl who insisted on pouring drinks down my throat and then dropping me off in her brother’s bed,” I said.
“Hey I just let you through the door, the rest was all you,” she said.
“We’re not bears, ok? You can’t just put us together and expect us to fuck,” I said. “And please, do me a favor…talk soft, your voice is terrible.”
“I was just giving you what I thought you wanted,” she said.
“Well, you can’t see it under my sunglasses, but I’m rolling my eyes at you,” I said. I began to walk away, but turned around to say, “Just so you know, I do have a boyfriend who should be here in a few hours. Your brother knew that and was kind enough to lead me to my own bed without trying to take advantage of me. Guess I know which person to trust in a fire.”
My phone started buzzing in my pocket again. I took it out and looked at it to see it was Cameron calling. Man that boy has great timing.
“Speak of the devil!” I said to Rachel holding up my phone.
“Hey Cam,” I said, “You are so happy you aren’t me right now.”
“Damn you sound really hung over,” he said.
“Yeah some bimbat got me drunk last night and tried to get me into bed with her brother,” I said, loud enough for Rachel to hear.
“Oh…are you…did anything…?” he asked.
“Don’t worry. Not everyone here is misinformed. He knew about you and kindly walked me back to our apartment,” I said. I emphasized the “our” to reassure him.
“No way! You got one already! You rock boy scout,” he said. I loved it when he sounded excited. “I’ll be there in a couple hours, I just stopped to get some breakfast. I woke up at like 5 this morning to keep driving so I could get there sooner. Love you babe,” he said.
“Love you too Cam. See you soon,” I said.
I turned to Rachel when I hung up and shook my phone at her once.
“He can’t wait to meet you Rach,” I said.
She didn’t look apologetic or even upset at all. She just looked defeated. But I didn’t care. I turned back towards the cafe and walked away thinking about Cameron.
Great chapter. Waiting for more.
this is such a great story please dont keep us waiting for too long
There always seems to be someone trying to match others. By the sound of Rachel, I doubt if this will be the last time she causes problems. Good to see more of these two and look forward to future chapters.
Thanks for the sweet comments guys!
I'm on a roll for now. And you're right Craiger, Rachel is going to keep sticking her (possibly plastic) nose into other people's business until someone (I won't say who) puts a stop to it.
Anyway, here you go boys, another chapter. Juicy stuff coming in the next chapter I promise!
I walked into the café of the apartment complex to see Brooke sitting at one of the little tables reading a book and sipping on her coffee. I went up and ordered a vanilla cappuccino with extra foam, Cameron’s favorite, and sat down next to her. Apparently she hadn’t seen me come in because she was surprised to see me sit next to her.
“Whatcha readin?” I asked.
“Oh, it’s just a silly little romance novel. What’s up Josh? You look like you got your ass kicked by a keg,” she said.
“Oh yeah, little tip: when Rachel apologizes, it’s with 20 shots of tequila,” I said laughing.
“Ah yes…you got Rachel’d. That’s gotta be some record or something, she only knew you what…4 hours?” she said.
“Yeah something like that. More that I would have liked her to know though,” I said. I had to give her SOME guilt for what she did yesterday.
“Josh…I’m sorry about outing you, but that doesn’t mean it didn’t have to be done,” she said as she put her hand on my shoulder.
“So…you’re not sorry about it,” I said.
“Well, no I am sorry that I was the one who did it, but I’m not sorry that it happened,” she said.
I scoffed at her and went to grab my drink. I couldn’t help noticing that the cashier was staring at me when I went up to the counter. What was every guy checking me out now? I went back to the table next to Brooke and motioned for her to continue.
“Look I just know how Rachel is. Once she sees what she wants, she goes after it. She’d do anything to get her slutty little claws into you unless you made it very clear to her that you weren’t interested. And I knew that you didn’t know that so I thought I’d save you the trouble,” she said.
“Yeah only now she wants to get me into bed with her brother,” I said. This caused Brooke to spit out her coffee in surprise.
“What?! You gotta be joking!” she yelled.
I heard a “SHHH” come from the back of the café.
“No, that’s what last night was about. She tried to get me drunk and then dropped me off in his bed,” I said.
“Damn…did anything…?” she said with a suspicious look on her face. She was studying me as if trying to read my mind.
“No Brooke. I told you I’m with Cameron,” I said.
“Right but he’s like…a thousand miles away right? What’s wrong with having your cake and eating it too?” she asked as she returned to her book and coffee.
“Wait…don’t tell me you don’t…I didn’t tell you?!” I said.
“Tell me what?” she asked.
“Cameron’s coming here…” I said. She looked at me puzzled. “To live…” She jumped out of her seat and started bursting with what I suppose was a gossipy girl’s dream come true.
“Oh my God are you serious?! He’s coming here! You two are gonna live together!” she seemed more excited about it than I did.
The manager came to the front to ask us to leave because of the disturbance we were creating in the café. Brooke and I embarrassingly walked out and she started clawing her way into my personal life. We were walking down the street towards the campus. The sun was shining brightly enough on us to warm us from the wind blowing against us.
“Ok so tell me everything,” she said. Her big smile never left her face.
“About what?” I asked.
“About his decision to come here stupid. I wanna know how it happened, how he said it, or if you asked him to come, how you asked him, what his reaction was when you asked him, and every little detail. I mean this must be comparable to a marriage proposal for you right?” she started rambling on and on and eventually I just had to stop her.
“Whoa, Brooke calm down. It’s not a huge deal. And no it’s not like a marriage proposal. We haven’t even thought about anything like that yet,” I said.
“But you’re going to right?” she asked.
“I don’t know,” I said. “I love him, and he loves me. I would like to think of us spending our lives together forever whether that involves wedding bells or not.”
“If you do, please promise I can be your maid of honor,” she said.
I laughed. “I’m not sure how it works Brooke, but trust me if I can, I would definitely ask you.”
“Yay!” she said with a giddy squeal.
“Besides, there’s nothing honorable about Rachel so why would I ask her?” I said.
“Ok look, there’s nothing wrong with Rachel. She’s not a bad person, or at least she isn’t intentionally. I’m sure she didn’t know that you had a boyfriend, I mean I didn’t tell her and I’m sure you didn’t. Just give her the benefit of the doubt and try to be nice to her please,” She said.
I felt pretty guilty because I was sure that Rachel didn’t know about Cameron at all.
“Yeah, you’re right. Hey why don’t the five of us go out to dinner tonight? We can go to that new Italian place down on Chestnut Street. That way Cameron at least feels comfortable around you guys, and it’ll give me a chance to apologize to Rachel,” I said.
“Uh yeah sure, I’ll go tell them. You should call your boy and tell him how to get here though,” she said with a smile.
“Oh shit!” I said as I scrambled to get my phone out of my pocket.
Right when I got my phone out of my pocket, it started going off. It was Cameron. Damn that boy had great timing.
“Hey bud, your ears must have been burning. I was just about to call you,” I said.
“Yeah actually, I hit a patch of traffic-less highway and got here even faster. Lucky timing I guess,” he said.
“Ha-ha, I was about to give you the directions to the apartment complex. Just turn left on Glendale, go down to Cedar and take a right, and go all the way down to Barton and turn left. It will be on the right side of the road, you can’t miss it,” I said.
“Turn around,” he said.
I turned to see Cameron climbing out of the car. He looked so beautiful; my mind couldn’t even do a justice. I couldn’t contain myself. I sprinted over to him and leapt into his arms and kissed him fiercely. We kissed for what seemed like hours.
“I missed you so much Josh,” he said when I finally let go of his perfect lips.
“I missed you too Cam,” I said with tears forming at the corners of my eyes.
“What’s wrong? Why are you crying?” he asked.
“Haven’t you ever cried when you’re happy?” I said with a big smile.
He wrapped his arms around my back and I wrapped my around his neck and pulled him into another deep kiss. His left hand moved up to the back of my head and he ran his fingers through my dark brown hair. My hand went straight for his ass, hoping to catch him by surprise. But he got my ass first. His right hand extended and slammed into my ass, grabbing a handful and making me grind into his body. My heart raced as we continued kissing.
It went on for probably 5 or 6 minutes until I realized that I was very hungry. And it wasn’t me realizing that my stomach was in pain or anything, it was my stomach grumbling loud enough for us to hear.
“Mmm, that’s very attractive,” He said. I blushed.
“Let’s get some lunch. Then we can unpack and if there’s enough time before dinner, we can play a little,” I said with a wink.
“Dinner?” he asked.
“Oh shit I forgot to tell you. Brooke convinced me to give Rachel another chance so the 5 of us are going out to this new Italian place. That is, if you want to,” I said.
“Rachel?” he asked.
“The bimbat that got me drunk last night,” I said.
“Oh…” he said.
“Listen, Brooke said she’s not intentionally a bad person, and I trust Brooke’s opinion. Now I want you to trust mine,” I said.
“Anything for you baby,” he said with a smile.
We got into the car and drove over to the nearby Quizno’s. We both ordered a large Oven-Roasted Turkey with Cheddar. His on wheat, mine on white. I finished mine and a third of his that he couldn’t finish.
“You’re such a pansy,” I said between bites.
“Well I need my man to be nice and strong for later,” he said with a sly grin on his face.
“Oh, is that so?” I said. I put my hand on his leg under the table. He was sitting to my left as opposed to across from me. He seemed to be hesitant to public displays of affection.
“Hey Cam, we don’t need to worry about eyes here. No one here knows the versions of us that we left behind. It’s not like they’re going to come all the way to our houses and show pictures of us fucking or anything,” I said.
“You’re right,” he said. He sighed and put his hands on my hand. He leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. “Forgive me?”
“Course I do. Just remember, we can create any image we want here,” I said.
“Sorry, I’m just really used to putting on a mask and pretending to be someone else. I’m not use to being with you, at least in public,” he said.
“Well get used to it cause I’m not going to act any differently around anyone anymore,” I said.
After lunch we went back to the apartment. I helped him get all the boxes and bags out of the car. I just realized I never really described Cameron’s car. It was a big type. Almost like an SUV only not obviously for lugging kids from one place to another. It was roomy enough for all our stuff to fit in comfortably though.
We set everything down on the door and I unlocked the door to our dumpy apartment. The look on his face wasn’t excited, or even disappointed. I couldn’t really tell how he felt from his face. All I knew was that this place was ours, and that no matter what, we would be together no matter who opposed it.
“It’s…” he began.
“I know it’s not much, but we can get new furniture, and you brought you big TV right? We can do so much with this to make it perfect,” I said.
“It’s missing something…” he said.
“I think it’s missing a lot,” I said as I walked inside.
“There!” he said.
I looked at him, confused.
“That’s what it was missing,” he said.
I still looked at him and raised an eyebrow.
“Any place that has you in it is perfect,” he said. He walked in and hugged me.
“Man! I’m never gonna get used to you,” I said.
“How’s the bed feel?” he asked.
“Uh, I wouldn’t really know. Alcohol kinda takes away your ability to feel,” I said laughing.
“Well what do you say we bring these boxes inside and test the bed first thing?” he said.
“Why Mr. Diaz I’d say you were trying to seduce me,” I said.
“Always,” he whispered in my ear.
He took off his jacket and turned to bring all the boxes from the doorstep inside. I crossed my arms, watching him bend over each time he grabbed a box. I had been so overwhelmed by being with him that I hadn't noticed that he was wearing an incredibly tight white t-shirt and a somewhat saggy pair of cargo pants. I saw that he was once again wearing my blue boxer briefs and almost ran and mounted him right then and there. But I was enjoying the view too much. Before I knew it, I was whispering to myself, “and forever…”
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Cameron lugged the last box inside and turned to look at me. There were a lot of boxes so he was getting pretty sweaty from moving around so much. His tight white t-shirt stuck to his body in all the right places, showing off his beautiful chest. He saw me standing there watching him with my arms crossed over my chest. I was standing there in just my boxers, watching him bend over countless times. He lifted off his shirt and wiped the sweat off of his forehead with it. He walked gracefully over to me and put his hands on my waist and took me into a deep kiss.
Every time he kissed me I felt light headed. It was like standing on the top of a 50 story building with the wind blowing around me, enveloping me in serenity and peace when he kissed me. He pressed his wet chest into mine and grabbed my ass, pulling me even closer to him, as if that were possible. He unbuttoned his pants and let them slide to the floor. I lifted my right hand up to the back of his head and grabbed a handful of his soft light brown hair.
He lifted me up and carried to the bedroom, lever letting go of my lips. He gently lay me down onto the mattress and hovered over me. His heart-rock necklace dangled down and touched my chest as he kissed my neck. He took his fingers and grazed the skin around my nipple with them. I had to giggle and he looked up and smiled an evil grin at me. I pulled him up and kissed him again. Our kisses weren’t sloppy tongue kisses, but deep, passionate, loving kisses. I couldn’t believe I had everything I ever wanted. I released his lips so he could kiss down my chest.
“When you touch me, it feels like a dream,” I said.
“Well don’t wake up buddy. Your ass is all mine tonight,” he said.
He moved down and slowly pulled down my boxers. My cock was rock hard by now. He took a moment to caress my balls with his left hand while he held my boxers with his right. He tossed them onto the floor and moved in towards my cock. He tickled my head with his tongue as he rubbed my balls with his left hand and groped my stomach with his right. Then he took me by surprise and took my whole cock in his mouth with one swift movement. I just about came right then and there.
“Ohhhh man that feels so good!” I whispered.
He proceeded to suck my cock and within minutes he had me close to the edge. I grabbed his hair and thrust my cock into his throat and exploded in his mouth. He swallowed every bit of my cum and licked my cock clean.
He looked up at me and smiled.
“That was just round one baby,” he said.
“I’m ready superman,” I said.
He pulled off the blue boxer briefs I gave him and threw them onto my chest. He lifted my legs up and started licking at my hole. He did this for a couple minutes and I was rock hard again in no time. He got up and told me to hold my position for a couple seconds. He left the room and came back just a few seconds later with a small bottle of lube in his hand.
“Now who’s the boy scout?” I asked.
He got back onto the mattress and lubed up his cock. He climbed over me and kissed me while positioning my legs around his waist. Slowly, he pushed his head into my ass and never broke the kiss. For our entire relationship, I had been the top. This was the first time I had his cock in my ass, and I was amazed at how good it felt. All the pain was taken away by his soft, loving kiss and his tender touch. It only took about a minute for him to get all the way in. I could tell he was being especially gentle because of when I did it to him the first time.
I pulled his mouth off of mine and moved to his ear and whispered, “Go baby.” He started slowly moving in and out of me, each thrust only painful for a second until it went away. He was my ultimate painkiller. The room was filled with our moans as he fucked my ass faster and faster with each thrust. We were like that for what felt like hours. He fucked me so amazingly, while maintaining a level of passion and tenderness that made me come all over myself. When Cameron saw me cum, he couldn’t contain himself. He exploded into my ass.
He collapsed on top of me and continued to kiss me. His cock never got soft as long as it was in my ass. After a few minutes of sweaty kissing he shifted off of me and to my side. For a while we just lay there naked with each other.
“Damn…that was amazing Cam,” I said.
I lifted my left arm and turned towards him. I pushed some of his hair out of his face and leaned in to kiss him.
“You’re amazing,” he said as if correcting me.
“No, you are,” I said.
We kissed again and both our stomachs rumbled a little.
“I guess our stomachs were waiting for us to finish,” he said laughing.
“Yeah,” I said as I sat up. “You can go start the shower and I’ll call Brooke and make dinner plans.”
He had this look on his face that told me he didn’t want to go.
“It’s ok Cam, you’re gonna love Brooke,” I said.
“I know, it’s the other two I don’t want to meet,” he said with a pouting face.
“Oh, yeah. Well Mark seems like a nice guy. Besides I think it would be good for both of us to have another gay guy around,” I said.
“What do you mean?” he asked.
“Well, we’re both pretty new at this. I have questions about things that neither of us can answer,” I said.
“Like what?” he asked.
“Well, little things…” I said.
“You’re not gonna tell me are you?” he said.
“Well…” I began.
“Hey no secrets remember?” he said.
“Ugh, fine. I want to know things about…” I said.
He just looked at me with one raised eyebrow.
“Marriage…” I finished.
You certainly came through with those two segments. I got all tingly and excited while reading it. This is an amazing story and as the others have said, we can wait for more. Marriage.... I love that idea.
You're either going to really love or really hate this chapter.
Cameron just stared at me with a blank look on his face. I had never seen him so shocked before. His stare scared me. I figured he would have some emotion to what I had just told him, but to have none at all made me think he didn’t mean anything he had said to me. I couldn’t look at his face. I sat at the edge of the bed and stared at the floor with my back turned to him. I could still feel his eyes burning the back of my head.
Finally he broke the silence between us.
“Are you…proposing to me?” he asked. His voice was so hoarse that I knew the very thought almost gave him a heart attack.
“No!” I yelled. I turned to stare back into his eyes. “At least…I’m not asking you yet. I didn’t mean it like that Cameron. I just meant that I had questions and I didn’t know who to turn to for answers. I know you don’t know any more about it than I do and I figured maybe Mark did. I’m so sorry Cam.”
“I’m sorry; I’m still trying to wrap my head around the whole idea. Do you have any idea what that would mean?” he asked.
I just looked at him.
“It would mean coming out to the WORLD Josh. Not just your family, not just to our town, but to EVERYONE. It would mean that we would be bound to each other forever. There would be no turning back,” he said.
“I don’t have a problem with that,” I said quietly.
“I do!” he yelled.
“So then that part about you loving me forever was just bullshit?” I said. As soon as I said it I regretted it. It stung my mouth with anger.
“Josh…that’s not what I meant,” he said.
“Then please make it clear cause I’m having a hell of a time trying to figure it out myself,” I said with that same bitter sting.
“I meant…that if we got married, then you wouldn’t be able to follow your dreams. I would hold you back from everything you wanted if I married you. I would rather wait until at least ten years before even discussing marriage. For God’s sake we’re only 18,” he said.
“Cameron,” I began, “None of that matters. I love you. You are everything that I want now. I would give up my entire life for you. God knows you’ve given up more for me.”
He looked at me, obviously thinking of another con.
“I’m not saying ‘Let’s run off to Vegas tomorrow and get eloped.’ I’m saying that I would like to know that it’s a possibility when I want it,” I said.
He didn’t say anything else. He got up and left the room, kissing me lightly on the cheek on his way out. I heard the shower turn on so I figured he was getting ready for dinner. I went to the phone and dialed Brooke’s number. I told her we would be ready by 6:30 and that we would take her car.
I hung up and went to the bathroom door. I hesitated before opening it and knocked lightly.
“Cam?” I asked.
“Come in,” he said.
I walked in and saw him sitting on the edge of the bathtub. He looked up at me and his eyes were red. It hurt me to see him like this. I went and sat down next to him and took him in my arms.
“I’m sorry,” he said, “I shouldn’t have reacted that way.”
“It’s my fault Cam, I shouldn’t have dropped that bomb on you like that. I should have asked you what you thought about it before even considering the thought myself,” I said.
He sniffled a couple times and looked up at me.
“I would love to marry you, but I want to see how our lives play out first. I’ve seen so many relationships fall apart because they got married so young that when their lives started to pick up, they always chose their lives over their loves,” he said.
“It wouldn’t happen like that for us,” I said.
“Do you really think anyone would read a book written by a gay and married psychologist?” he asked.
“In time, they would,” I said.
“Josh, I was serious. If we get married anytime within the next ten years, I would feel like I’m holding you back. You have so much to look forward to in your life and I would never want to feel like I’m the reason you’re not going after your dreams,” he said.
“I understand that, I honestly do. But my choice would be to be with you. Always and forever,” I said.
“I’m just…not ready,” he said.
“I understand. Neither am I, but I figured we could at least talk about it being a possibility,” I said.
“Of course it is,” he said.
“Then let’s put this discussion on hold. Brooke’ll be here in about an hour so we need to get ready,” I said.
He had this look of desperation on his face that once again pleaded me not to make him go. I poked him in the side to tickle him.
“Go for me Cam,” I said.
“Fine. But I won’t promise to have fun,” he said.
We got in the shower and washed each other off. Our mouths were locked to each other the whole time. When we got out and dried off, I went to our bags and boxes and picked out my favorite of his clothes for him to wear.
“You’ll be the sexiest cock sucker at the table,” I said as he finished getting dressed.
“No I won’t,” he said.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Well, you’ll be there,” he said with a smile.
We sat on the ugly little couch in the living room together as we waited for Brooke. He leaned into me and pulled my arm around his shoulders. He put his head on my chest and I rested my face in his golden brown hair. This moment was almost like being in Heaven.
“Never leave me,” I said.
“Never,” he said.
“Stay with me always,” I said.
“Always,” he said.
There was a knock on the door. Cameron got up to answer it and I followed close behind him. He opened the door and there was a man wearing a black sweatshirt with the hood up outside. In his right hand was a gun. Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. He lifted the gun and pointed it right at Cameron’s chest. His finger pulled on the trigger and I knocked Cameron out of the way and turned my back to the man at the door. I felt a sharp pain in my back and everything went dark.
I was dead.
What the fuck?!
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What a cliffhanger. Looking forward for the next chapter.